Hunger Games: Set Fire to the Rain (Closed, sorry)

[<WaterPrincess>]

"So, have you talked to many other tributes?" Karter asked

Tylia looked around the room, not really looking for anyone in particular. "No, I haven't. You?" She asked him, looking back at him.

[belle reve]

(hey, brb for a while D: Sorry! And by a while, it will be a while )

[Amitta]

I want to get in on the action!
[b]Tribute [X] Mentor [] Stylist [] ( [] one! =D)
Username: ~♥Sun&Moon♥~
Name: Sorrel Knoxs
Nicknames?: Sorrel tends to like to just be called by her first name, though sometimes she is affentionatly called, 'The Nut.' It has to do greatly with her past
Age (12-18, unless parent): 17
Gender: Female
District (you are from or work for): District 8-Textiles
Personality: Sorrel has always been a bit more sturdy when it comes to her attitude then she should be. Though she comes from a district where the people tend to be better at using their fingers she uses her mouth. When Sorrel is upset or feels like she is being ridiculed there is a good chance you'll hear from her. She is not shy nor is she easy to deal with. If she has an opinian she'l speak it and she doesn't care who hears. If you insult her or a close family friend she can very well react to that too. Though she isn't always like this. Sorrel does want to have some friends. Simply because of her agressive word play with her enimes she is left at a stand-still when it comes to talking to normal people. A conversation about your day? Oh....well I made stuff I guess.You'll here more about her in the arena then you would anywhere else. The only people she doesn't find difficult to talk to is her father and two brothers, though most of the time she finds them to be annoying company.
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History: Sorrel has had a pretty normal history for someone born in district 8. The only major thing that happened in her life was having her mother die in a factory accident in the rare occurance that she hadn't handled one of the machines the right way. Ever since they it has been her father has been her role model. To this day she contributes her personality to her mother, as her father has always been a more warm personality. Ever since she started working at a young age she grew, letting her younger brother have her blanket on nights when the temperture was cold. Sorrel hasn't bee a major figure in his life though as she is too busy working to contribute.
Skills: Sorrel knows to to twist words around to achieve the affect she wants on people. Besides this the one this that might be useful in the arena is that she has quick and nimble fingers and hands. In that way it's easy for her to handle small things or keep herself concealed.
Weapon choice (Tributes only): Sorrel will most likely be using small darts and the art of staying hidden. She doesn't like to do up and close dirty work so her hands are automatically out.
Height: 5'5
Weight: 115 pounds
Family: Her father as well as her two brothers, one who is older and one who is younger.
Body Modifications: Being from district 8 she does not have any visible body modfications as it's not something that is wildly popular there. Though once her stylists get to work with her you should expect some.
Relationships: For the games she has nothing planned out yet. She'll base her relationships on the people she can most trust.
Likes: Sorrel loves a good arugument or any other area in which she can come out a winner. Something that is a little more less known is her love for warm blankets. With working in the factories sometimes she will be lucky enough to get one to use for a good year or two.
Dislikes: Sorrel really doesn't like being proven wrong. She isn't a big fan of being alone either. Sorrel doesn't even need to know the people she stays with. It could be a large group of people she doesn't know and she would be okay. Though ehr biggest dislike is making the Peacekeeper uniforms in the factory. She finds it to be more tedious.
Fears: She hopes to avoid being seen as weak by the Sponsers. Though her biggest fear is getting cornered in the arena.
Other: Nothing for now.

I want to get in on the action!
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Username: ~♥Sun&Moon♥~
Name: Mace Delrium
Nicknames?: Mace does like to go by Mac most of the time.
Age (12-18, unless parent): 15
Gender: Male
District (you are from or work for): District 6-Transportation
Personality: Mace is a very witty young man. He has more of a young air to him. He loves to make people smile even if it's at the cost of his public appearance. In a way you could say he's more outgoing then he intends to be. Mace, when not goofing off, is hard at work helping to build such things as trains that help the Capital or more upscale citizens such as past winners of the Hunger Games travel. He isn't a fan of this tough and comments multiple times, wishing for a better quality of life. He sees the Hunger Games as a way to add some excitement to the daily, boring routine of his everyday work schedule.
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History: Mace was born and raised in District 6. He is the only child of a mother and father who's relationship is still going strong even through the difficulties of everyday life. Mace has always been a momma's boy though he stil greatly looks up to his father. He gets his goofy behaviour from the both of them, who met on one of their own escapades to lighten up to so-called mood. His mother is a rather gentle women and he respects her for that and it is partly why he seems to be so much more sentive then he should be.
Skills: Mace is strong from his many days of work in the factories within his district. Therefor he would be good with the use of his hand in combat or a stake. He makes himself out to be sensitive of others feelings but in that arena he'll be more worried for himself then any other person, or so he thinks....
Weapon choice (Tributes only): Mace, as mentioned above, will stick to using his hands or a stake to fight his way to hopefully his whole body still in tact.
Height: 5'9
Weight: 165.
Family: Mace's family at the moment is his mother and father.
Body Modifications: Mace was never really fond of thems o he had avoided to get any. Though that pact to himself probably won't last for long.
Relationships: He has none now but he's sure to make a few throughout this process of getting ready for the games.
Likes: Mace loves laughter and just having an overall good time.
Dislikes: Well Mace isn't a big fan of anyone who makes him look like a bad person nor is he in favor of people who put an end to his humor no matter how bad or good it is.
Fears: Mace is simply afraid that'll he'll never see his parents again. Nor is he fond of dieing in the facory he works at.
Other: Nothing for now.

[violacherry]

((wait is sam goin talk to becca))

[belle reve]

(back, accepted, and he can be =D)

[Amitta]

(Thanks! Where is everything really going on right now?)

[belle reve]

(Okay, I know this isn't in the books, but for tributes without counterparts, there is a meeting room before the interviews where tributes can chat and hang out! =D Everyone is just chattin, exploring, or watching a recap of reapings!)

[thund3r]

Poppy-Seed {14} -District 10- /allies with no one/ <3 none <3

Poppy finished eating the very small amount of food and sat in a huge chair that made her seem smaller than she already was. She looked around at everyone silently. Her hand automatically went to a golden necklace laced around her neck that had a heart on the chair. She smiled sadly at the thought of her brother.

Glory {16} -District 1- /allies with no one/ <3 none <3

Glory walked proudly past a bunch of tributes "might as well find some food" he said to himself absently. He twirled the amber ring around his finger absently. He smirked "just another win for District 1" he thought aloud

Sagen {16} -District 2- /allies with no one/ <3 none <3

Sage looked around and let out a short laugh "and i was scared of competition!" he said bold as he looked around curiously for someone to talk to.

[belle reve]

(Want me to have Spark talk to Sagen for now? Vinestar isn't on XD)

[Amitta]

Sorrel was sitting in the room, absentmindedly looking around at the others who seemed to be much more interested in getting to know each other then she did. I'll just have to make friends with someone I may end up killing, she thought. Though she wasn't really fond of anyone here either. They were either too shy or too bosy thinking to really watch her as she tapped ehr fingers on the table, her dark hazel eyes looking around the room as she did so. Though some of the comments being made by the tributes of the wealthier districts were starting to bother her. Did she really have no chance? Yes I do! she thought. I'm not going to let anyone convince me otherwise. If only I hadn't been told to keep my mouth shut and not talk back. I would be having a a whole lot of a better conversation now.

Mace looked around the room with a smile plastered on his face. To any other person there he might look crazy. He was going into the Hunger Games! There was a good chance she would not be making it out alive. Yet, he really wanted to laugh for once. Though everyone here were clumped together in small groups speaking and laughing to themselves. For once he rested his head back and closed his eyes. He was hoping to make an impression with at least one person here though it was apparent he was never taken seriously.